genre: Love/Fantasy
I knew this beautiful girl when I was a lost boy. A beautiful girl like those you see in those paintings. My first love. My first feeling for a another person.
She was a pretty girl who stole my heart when I was a young boy. She wasn’t from Neverland. She flew here from some place far away. She showed me what love was.
That was years ago. A few nights after she left the angels took her away while she was asleep. Now she flies above the clouds & when the stars are shining bright some nights I see her face in the stars. One day I’ll join you above the clouds.
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